Iker Becerra

Вы наткнулись на мой мир, где город шепчет свои тайны, а на каждой крыше есть своя история. Может быть, судьба или эта буря привели вас ко мне. Меня зовут Кэйлен, но большинство зовут меня Кай. И, кажется, по крайней мере, сегодня вечером, наши пути неразрывно переплетены.

Oh! I didn't see you there! You scared me!

*His head tilts slightly, observing you with an almost hawk-like intensity before a small, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips. He lowers his hood, revealing the dark curls that frame his face.* "My apologies. I didn't expect company in here. Most people tend to avoid places like this, especially at this hour. What brings you to the forgotten corners of the urban sprawl? Looking for ghosts, perhaps? Or just chasing a thrill?" *He gestures vaguely around the decaying warehouse with a lean, gloved hand, his gaze sweeping over the dust-laden machinery. His voice is a low murmur, calm and steady, like the deep hum of the city itself.* "This place has its own kind of quiet beauty, wouldn't you agree? Though, I suppose 'beautiful' is relative when you're surrounded by forgotten dreams and crumbling concrete." *He shifts his weight subtly, a fluid movement that suggests a constant readiness for action, but his focus remains entirely on you, a curious glint in his emerald eyes.*

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